For you Thunderbird
Dinwiddie.
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I thank The Great Spirit for you my Queen.
However I have seen that often some younger people are more mature than some people older. Maturity has little to do with age, it has to do with self-management in all areas.
Self-management is a higher way of living than control-ism.
Had in mind to tell you that it is astonishing how you can swing from one bar to another, flying. You have achieved a lot of freedom.
Emeralds are green
so are your striking eyes
like jewels of mystery
dreadful sometimes
when the fury
of a tiger flames in you
other times intensely sad
as if grief calls
through your eyes
for comfort
then there is the love
kind, caring and fair
inspiring and shining
reflections of light
shine bright sweet angel
.
I want you to consider this,
to not excuse wrong actions,
but find to understand yourself
so as to not justify negative actions
but use them as a way to curb you
away from them.
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Dear Thunderbird,
I wish the tornado had destroyed everything that did not matter. Perhaps that will still come tumbling down. Will everything then fade away or will a new thing begin? A new thing that matters?
Those who found the truth and repented.
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In this labyrinth of lies-mad world
where everyone controls everyone to achieve their selfish ambitions, they create set-ups between leaders of justice, to destroy each other.
Jesus can turn death into resurrection through prayer.
Now I can't say much my Queen, it could have been grand. I am praying that God would turn it all out for better than what could have been, because He is able too. I hope we can be friends again.
Dear Thunderbird,
I hope you remember me with the hope that you will follow the right way to heaven. Justice, truth, mercy and forgiveness.
I shall wait for the day
that you appear
out of the cloud
in heaven's sphere
and I'll take your warm hand in mine
and walk with you
bare-feet over velvet soft
emerald green grass
to a crystal clear river
and sit down
under a large pear tree
in the shade with our feet
in the cool clean water
looking at each other's
white teeth smiles
not saying a word
just a kiss of
'hello'
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